My Ex Begged For Me After My Tech Empire Reveal Novels & Stories

Eric’s confidence collapsed instantly, his earlier arrogance vanishing into thin air. Still, he forced himself to act tough, letting out a cold snort. “You’re lying. I already paid you two million. Why do you still want six? “You’re extorting me! I’ll sue you for blackmail and make sure you rot in prison.” The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted it because everyone was now staring at him differently. Only then did he realize that he had basically confessed everything himself.

“I didn't tell you I was a billionaire because I wanted you to want me, not my money. The money has been so overwhelming, that it was the best thing in the world to find someone who didn't know.” “You slept with me,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “You let me hunt for a job while you ran a billion dollar corporation and could have given me a job in a second.” “Because you would have wanted to earn it,” he shot back. He took a breath and pulled off his glasses, folding them in his hands. “You wanted to earn that job at ZephTech.” “So? I would have taken a job from you,” I told him. “I would have taken a job.”

Caroline’s POV: I was brimming with fury at the audacity of my ex-husband at that moment. “Do you still want me to be in the public eye? Do you want all of your employees to think that I got my shares by sleeping with their boss?” I asked angrily, trying to get him to turn back on his own faulty reasoning. William shook his head, appearing unbothered despite my refusal. “It’s okay. If you don’t want the shares, exchange them with something else. They’re yours to do with as you please.”

It was then everything hit me; from how Eduardo had given me divorce papers and had invited his girlfriend to our matrimonial home to the accident that landed me here. “Oh, him.” I mumbled. Nancy darted me a look of concern. “What do you mean “oh, him”? I'm talking about your ruthless ex-husband, Eduardo. The one who has been parading his thot mistress all around the internet.” Raking my hand through my hair, I let out a shaky sigh. “It's all in the past and I really don't want to think about it right now. Please.” “Okay,” Nancy said, patting my back. “I'll be back in a minute. Let me go get the doctor.

“I’ve got properties and investments all across the country. Stuff no one knows about except a few of my closest aides. Stocks, real estate, private businesses. I made sure I was never depending on just one thing. Not even Carter Corp.” I just stared at him, shocked. “You mean… all this time?” He nodded again. “Yeah. I just didn’t want to talk about it. But you deserve to know. I’ll always make sure you’re taken care of. You’ll never have to worry about money, my love.” Something inside me broke open. I didn’t even realize I was crying until he reached up and wiped away a tear that rolled down my cheek. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice gentle. “Don’t cry, beautiful.”

"The word echoed. Disappear Chris felt something snap in him at last—not loudly, but completely. The final barrier left. The final excuse spent. "You're a monster," he said. Rita laughed. “Oh, darling,” she replied. “I learned from the best.” The call ended. Chris remained seated long after the line had gone dead, his body convulsing violently as his mind spiralled into chaos. What he had built – empire, reputation, future – all were collapsing in on themselves like a dead star. He abruptly got up from his seat and started to pace around. His hands ripped through his hair. His breathing quickened.

ELIAS. “Dad, I managed to make an appointment with the representative of Mr X,” I told Dad, my grin reaching my ears. A few days ago, someone from Savvy-Tech replied to my email, and they set up an appointment for me to meet the representative. I bet the offer I made to give them a hundred million dollars if they gave me a chance worked. Everyone cared about money after all. Indeed, money does make the world go round. Although I wasn’t going to meet Mr X yet, the fact that I got a response was promising. At least they were willing to give me a chance, which meant Mr X saw something in me that he didn’t see in Lucas.

*Chapter 4: Ethan took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if ensuring they were truly alone. "Ava, I'm part of a...family legacy," he began, his voice measured. "A legacy that's been hidden from the world for centuries. We're not like everyone else." Ava's mind whirled with questions, but she let Ethan continue. "My family has certain...abilities," Ethan said, his words chosen carefully. "Abilities that set us apart. And with those abilities comes a price. We're not safe, Ava. We're targets."

“JJ Empire will move forward with integrity, unity, and a vision that benefits everyone. My goal is simple; to ensure this company thrives while fostering collaboration and trust among our partners. Together, we can create something much greater than profit.” The crowd erupted again, clapping, cheering and nodding. But I wasn’t done. Not yet. Before the host could move forward, I lifted my hand. “Before I leave the stage, I have one last thing to say.” The hall went quiet once more. I looked directly at Blake. “Everyone, please welcome my ex-husband, Blake McCain.” Gasps filled the room. Heads turned instantly toward him. The spotlight shifted, catching his frozen expression. He looked like

That could buy a small country. “Who is it?” I demanded. “I’m not at liberty to say.” I wanted to scream. To flip the entire desk and watch his espresso splash on his expensive shoes. But instead, I adjusted my sunglasses and gave him a tight smile. “You just lost a future Forbes cover girl,” I said. And walked out with my head held high, even though my lungs were caving in. Outside, I sat in my car, shaking. “Who the hell is screwing me over?” I whispered.